Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

"No, I know house elves too, they are all very friendly."

Hermione thought that Penelope's action of knocking Winky out directly was too rough and retorted.

"I'm trying to calm Winky down. Maybe it was attacked. Look at the injuries on its body. And if we don't ask Winky, how can we know about Yang?"

Just as Penelope was about to say something, she suddenly stopped and looked around.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Hermione temporarily shut up and asked in a low voice.

"Don't you think it's a bit hot?"

"A bit hot?"

After being reminded by Penelope, Hermione noticed that the temperature around her was indeed a bit high and was still rising.

After just a short while, she was sweating from the heat.

The two women looked at each other and realized the problem at the same time, their eyes widened.

"Oh no! Get out! Something might have happened outside."

Before leaving, Hermione hesitated for a moment and pulled up the unconscious Winky, then rushed out with Penelope.

Through the window of the tent, Hermione discovered that the outside had become a sea of ​​red and black. Everything was burning, and the world seemed to be engulfed by flames.

The fierce fire spread too quickly, and by the time the two realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

Just as the two rushed towards the tent door.

"boom--!"

A pitch-black snake of fire slammed into the Crouch family's tent, and the grass around the tent was instantly engulfed in flames.

The fierce fire surrounded the entire tent.

Penelope and Hermione were shocked and fell to the ground, watching flames spreading in from the gaps in the door.

"It's Fiery Fire!"

Penelope's voice sounded a little more flustered.

"Liefflame?" Hermione quickly figured out what Liefflame was.

She had seen in the library that Fiendfyre was a flame created by magic. It was extremely powerful and could not be extinguished with water. It was an extremely evil black magic.

Once the user is caught by the Aurors, he will definitely be sent to Azkaban to live out his life in solitude.

"What should we do now?" Hermione panicked. Facing the sea of ​​fire outside the window, it would be difficult for anyone to remain calm.

"no solution anymore."

The expression on Penelope's beautiful face changed several times, and finally revealed a hint of despair.

She shook her head dejectedly, "I don't know how to cast the Fiendfyre spell. With such a fierce flame, even if we rush out, we will be buried in the sea of ​​fire."

"It's over. It's over."

"No, don't give up!" Hermione didn't think so. She gritted her teeth, grabbed Penelope and turned to rush into the room, throwing Winky into the house first, and then quickly pulled out her wand and fired a protective spell behind her.

The movements are done in one go.

"You can Apparate, right? We can Apparate and leave here." Hermione said anxiously.

"it's useless."

Penelope shook her head, her beautiful blue eyes filled with despair. "Apparition requires a stable magic field, and this place doesn't have the requirements. Even if we use it forcefully, it will only cause our limbs to be torn apart and we will die."

Hearing this, Hermione fell into a brief silence.

Outside the window, flames shot up into the sky and smoke billowed, indicating that the entire camp had been engulfed by a fierce fire.

They have no way out.

Could it be that she is really going to die in the fire today?

Hermione was also desperate for a moment, but soon...
"No, don't give up!"

Hermione continued to cast protective spells, but the Fiendfyre had already poured into the tent and the space expansion spell inside the tent had become unstable.

Fortunately, the protective spell held off the fierce fire for a moment.

The temperature inside the house also rose to an unbearable level.

It was like a toaster, burning their skin.

"Yang will definitely come to save us." Hermione said loudly, her tone extremely firm. She believed in Yang An.

"My teleportation ring is broken, he will definitely notice it, don't give up!"

Penelope stared at Hermione who was supporting her.

Hermione's anxious, sweaty face showed some encouragement and calmness. Her brown hair had been a little burnt, making Hermione's already messy hair look like a lion.

It is hard to imagine that a fourth-grade student can remain so calm and composed when facing life and death.

Penelope was encouraged by Hermione and her desire to survive was rekindled.

Or maybe she didn't want to die, but she just couldn't think of anyone who could save her.

"Until Yang arrives, only we can save ourselves!" Hermione said loudly.

Penelope said nothing and began to join in casting the protective spell, which immediately relieved Hermione's pressure.

The momentum of the fierce fire that was rushing towards the inside of the tent was slightly curbed.

But the danger is not over yet.

On the contrary, the fierce fire that had engulfed the entire camp also noticed the weak resistance here.

In the dark sea of ​​fire, a terrifying fire dragon was turning its huge dragon eyes towards here.

The giant dragon formed by the fierce fire spread its wings, as if it was planning to rush over and devour everything here itself.

But just as the Fierce Fire Dragon rushed over.

A figure that was not affected by the surrounding fierce fire at all and seemed extremely small compared to the huge fire dragon stood in front of the huge fire dragon formed by the fierce fire.

The speed of the Fierce Fire Dragon did not slow down at all. It was just a form of fierce fire and had no intelligence. It still rushed forward.

Just as the flames were about to engulf the figure.

"Stop!"

Yang An's brief voice seemed to carry some kind of power that could not be violated! That was the power of the authority of the Lord of Fire.

The giant dragon formed by the fierce fire finally stopped at a distance from Yang An.

Because even Lihuo cannot disobey the orders of the Lord of Fire, the King of Bronze and Fire.

At this point, it seems that the situation has been under Yang An's control.

But not so.

Yang An frowned slightly. He couldn't forcibly eliminate the flames in front of him.

The authority of the King of Bronze and Fire is also limited in the magical world. He can control flames, but he cannot control the source of the fierce fire, magic.

Unless the magic power in it is completely consumed, the fierce fire will not disappear.

"Incarnation." Yang An spoke softly again.

I saw a shadow separate from behind him and finally formed another Yang An.

"Go find Hermione and the others."

Yang An's incarnation nodded, without saying a word, and quickly turned around and rushed towards Crouch's tent not far away, leaving Yang An to control the range of the Fiendish Flame while thinking about how to completely eliminate the Fiendish Flame.

Crouch family tent.

Yang An’s incarnation rushed directly into it, and he could see that the space inside the tent was gradually collapsing, and the pitch-black fire was devouring everything inside.

However, the fierce fire, which would stick to all matter and would not go out until it was completely burned to ashes, could not cause any harm to Yang An's incarnation. It even dispersed like a well-behaved kitten, revealing a charred road.

Yang An's avatar quickly rushed in and searched every room one by one, but after searching for a while, he couldn't find Hermione and Penelope.

This result surprised Yang An.

"What about people?"

A swamp not far from the camp. In the dark.

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang, followed by three figures, two large and one small, falling heavily to the ground.

Hermione rolled down the slope, her clothes and body covered with mud, but she did not feel sick. Instead, after a moment of shock, an ecstatic expression appeared on her face.

"Out? We escaped!!!"

The cold mud brought a slight chill to Hermione's slightly burned and painful skin.

"Cough cough."

Beside him, Penelope coughed for a while, then managed to stand up from the mud. Her whole body was covered with mud, and her pretty white cheeks looked like a little cat.

"You were right that we escaped. Don't give up until the last moment," Penelope said in a complicated tone.

"Didn't you Apparate to save me?" Hermione was a little surprised when she heard Penelope's complicated tone.

"Not me." Penelope shook her head.

Who saved them both?
Hermione subconsciously turned her head and looked at a thin figure crawling out of the swamp.

"Sparkling?"

The arrogant wizards did not know that the magic of house-elves was much more powerful than they imagined. House-elves could even freely pass through many restrictions set by human wizards.

This also includes traveling through areas where the magic field is unstable.

But this powerful talent is little known.

Winky's voice was very weak, and her big eyes looked at Hermione with complexity, "You saved Winky and you didn't abandon her. You are a good wizard. So Winky can't watch you die."

"You're right." Penelope also walked up to Hermione and said sincerely, "House-elves are actually very friendly. It was your kindness that saved us in the end. I'm sorry."

Hermione knew the truth and received Penelope's apology. She was so happy that she smiled and shook her head. "I just think that house-elves are also intelligent beings. We shouldn't treat them like this."

As she spoke, Hermione turned her head and looked towards the camp.

The flames lit up half the sky, and in the sea of ​​fire that spread to the camp area that was several miles long, various fierce fires formed into phoenixes, giant dragons, or long snakes were wreaking havoc there.

If they had been a little later, they would have really been burned to death.

Hermione looked hopeful, "Is there anyone else there?"

"Even if someone did, he must have met with an accident." Penelope shook her head.

at this time.

"You guys are here?"

A voice sounded.

Hermione and Penelope looked up in the direction of the voice, and saw Yang An's incarnation falling rapidly from the sky and landing steadily on the ground.

"Yang!" Hermione called out in surprise.

Penelope rushed directly into the arms of Yang An's incarnation, "Honey, are you okay? Where have you been? Oh my God, I thought I would never see you again."

Facing Penelope's long list of questions, Yang An shook his head and said, "There is no time to talk. Since you have escaped, leave here first."

"Where are you going, dear?" Penelope asked quickly.

Yang An hesitated for a moment and pointed to the sea of ​​fire in the distance, "My original body is putting out the fire there, this is just my elemental incarnation."

"Elemental incarnation?" Penelope was shocked by Yang An's answer. She had never heard of this kind of magic.

at this time.

The fierce fire began to become restless. A large amount of flames could be seen condensing in the air, and finally gathered into a giant dragon that covered the sky and the sun. When the dragon's wings were spread, they were at least a hundred meters long!
Hermione and Penelope were so frightened by the terrifying dragon that they stood there in a daze.

The heat even reached the swamp.

Looking at the giant fire dragon hovering in the sky.

"This is horrible. I've never seen such a scene before." Hermione stood there, feeling her legs go weak and said blankly.

"Me too." So did Penelope.

"Wait a moment."

Hermione suddenly reacted, turned her head and looked at Yang An's incarnation, her beautiful eyes widened, "You just said, you were putting out the fire?"

Opposite the hundred-meter dragon.

Yang An's figure seemed even smaller, but strength was not necessarily proportional to size.

"The magic power is almost activated, next, bundle!"

Yang An deliberately stimulated the rapid consumption of the magic power contained in the fierce fire. Although the fire dragon is now huge, it is still not beyond Yang An's control.

Li Huo was like a beast in a cage, trying to break free from Yang An's control.

But no matter how hard the giant fire dragon struggled, it couldn't get close to Yang An.

Eventually, the magic power contained in the fierce fire was quickly consumed, and the range of the fierce fire gradually shrank.

This situation was quickly noticed by the staff of the Ministry of Magic.

Around the camp.

"The range of the fierce fire has been reduced!"

After Mr. Weasley discovered the fire, he first told his eldest son and second son to take his younger brothers away, and he joined the ranks of the Ministry of Magic employees.

Thousands of wizards were scattered everywhere trying to put out the fire.

But only a few of them actually work, and only a few people know the spell to solve the problem of Fiendfyre.

But there is no way to completely end the Fire Curse.

The Ministry of Magic had no choice but to send a letter for help to Dumbledore.

Seeing that the fierce fire suddenly expanded into a terrifying dragon, most of the wizards who were still holding on had no choice but to retreat.

But Mr. Weasley persisted, and then he noticed that the range of the Fiendfyre was shrinking.

But Mr. Weasley was also a little confused. After all, the Fiendfyre would devour everything it could burn. The only way to completely stop the spread of the Fiendfyre was to use the Termination Spell.

If the termination spell was effective, then why didn't it work just now?

"Could it be that Headmaster Dumbledore is here?" Mr. Weasley's face, which had been blackened by the flames, perked up.

"No, it doesn't seem to be my fault."

A peaceful and slightly humorous voice of an old man appeared behind Mr. Weasley.

When Mr. Weasley turned his head, he found that an old man wearing a silver-white robe, with a cotton-like white beard hanging down to his chest, wearing crescent-shaped silver-rimmed glasses, and his eyes sparkling with wisdom, had appeared behind him at some point.

"Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Mr. Weasley was surprised at first, but soon his expression turned confused.

"Not you?"

"Obviously." Dumbledore's expression became more serious. When he learned that the Quidditch World Cup venue was attacked, he had not expected such serious consequences.

Look now. This was a terrorist attack, a heinous incident that disregarded the lives of more than 100,000 wizards from all over the world.

"Leave it to me next."

Dumbledore did not tell Mr. Weasley why the Fiendfyre had subsided. He raised his arm and a loud cry rang out in the sky.

I saw a fiery red phoenix rushing down from the sky, and the fierce fire seemed to be the nutrients or food of the phoenix, which was greedily swallowed into its stomach in big mouthfuls.

Mr. Weasley was stunned. "Is this really okay?"

Dumbledore shrugged and strode forward along the path created by the phoenix into the depths of the camp. "There is nothing inappropriate about it. The phoenix is ​​born in fire and dies in fire. This is a cycle."

"Where are you going!" Mr. Weasley continued.

"Go meet the mysterious hero who quelled the Fiendfyre this time."

(End of this chapter)